Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Tuesday 28

The days are strung together by punch lists, and boxes, and blinds. By phone calls.

Too many memories in one weekend. Moving truck at bottom of hill. Superman boyfriend with wingspan of wow. Playing in the dirt. Moving sprinklers. First night fajitas. Working from home.

Stars glittering the night sky. Moon being seen from the window. Happy dog in the sunspot.

Roosters at the crack of dawn. Dust and dust everywhere. A new vacuum.

It's the little things.

So hot. Founder's day banquet. Enough gusto to speak. Laughter.

Shower rod, blinds, and powertools.

No voice, but love fills the silence.

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